This bike of mine was doing just fine <br />when I rode it to the old shoe store, <br />but then I came out and without a doubt, <br />it was not the same anymore. <br />It shakes and grinds and bounces and whines, <br />which this was plain to see, <br />when it shook me off into a briar patch <br />and bounced me up a tree. <br />It rattled my glasses off my face <br />and almost hit a truck, <br />I'm glad I'm not in a bicycle race, <br />I'd sure be out of luck. <br />It's hard to peddle and it just won't steer, <br />I can barely stay on the seat. <br />I've rode it for an hour now, <br />but it's only moved a few feet. <br />My shoes were new just a while ago, <br />but now they're battered and tore. <br />I wonder what happened to cause all of this <br />when I parked it at the old shoe store. <br />I think I see the problem now, <br />after wearing out my heels. <br />Well I'll be a hog-tied ding-dong daddy, <br />somebody stole the wheels.<br /><br />Elmer Butts<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/bicycle-mystery/
